Just as the father put a bite of food in his mouth, he looked up and noticed that his daughter's face was rounder than before, and she looked much more energetic.
"Listen to see if your appetite has been better lately, or if you've gained a lot of weight."
"Go away, go away. Our Tingting is just more energetic, not fat."
The mother couldn't help but glare at the father, saying he had no sense at all and couldn't even speak properly. She was a girl, after all, and would definitely mind being told she was fat.
She used to be very thin and small, and now she has finally gained some weight. It would be bad if she started dieting because of a few words from her father.
“Yes, yes, listen to this, it’s perfect, everyone looks so much prettier now.” Mr. Xun immediately chimed in. Although he wasn’t very good with words, he was very perceptive.
He immediately understood the unspoken meaning behind his wife's words.
"Okay, I'll keep it up." Xun Ting smiled nonchalantly, already used to the careful care she gave her family.
Because I used to be too sensitive, I couldn't accept even the slightest topic.
She feels upset whenever she senses that the topic might have a negative aspect, which makes her family afraid to say anything, and she no longer needs her family.
He often stayed in the villa and never went out again. He didn't send messages to the family group chat, nor did he reply to messages from his relatives, but he was always secretly watching the messages in the group chat.
"Uh-huh."
After dinner, the family sat on the sofa, gathered around the TV, snacking, watching TV, and chatting. This heartwarming scene hadn't happened for many years.
Listening to it instantly improved my mood. There's a saying that's really true: a good mood is contagious.
But even in such a heartwarming moment, time flies, and before long, darkness fell. Xun Ting looked out the window and knew it was time to go home.
The mother noticed her daughter's gaze and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "It's so dark now, do you really have to go back? There are plenty of extra rooms at home."
"Yes, we've kept your childhood room exactly as it is, and someone cleans it every day. You can move in right away if you want."
The father eagerly agreed, his somewhat weathered eyes fixed on his daughter.
"Listen to me, I used to love going to the square dance with Grandma. Can you still do that now?" Grandma Xun's eyes were full of pleading.
Seeing her loved one staring at her with those eyes, Xun Ting's heart softened instantly.
All her ruthlessness and indifference stemmed from not having seen people. Now that she has actually seen them and witnessed their behavior, she finds it impossible to refuse them.
"Then I'll go back tomorrow."
"Alright, alright, I'll have someone tidy up your room right away." Mother Xun said impatiently, heading to find a maid, afraid her daughter would change her mind.
Her steps were hurried.
…
When I returned to this square dancing spot, I had to say that it had changed a lot.
Previously, there was only a small, dark light here, but now there are bright streetlights, making it much more convenient for them to dance in the square.
The smile on Grandma's face while she was dancing clearly showed that she really loved dancing.
Xun Ting sat in her wheelchair, watching them dance. Even people her age could move freely, while she was only in her twenties and would have to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
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